"Okay, Uncle Deng." Zhao Jun agreed with a smile, and then gave Xing San a wink. Xing San stood up and said goodbye to Deng Zhaoshan, and he and Zhao Jun came out of the shack and rushed to the next place.

The motorcycle headed south, along the firewood transport road all the way to the mountains and hills.

About fifty minutes later, the motorcycle stopped in front of a shack. After Xing San got off the car, he shouted: "Old Boss Kong!"

This mountain is where the South Third Team of the original forestry farm lived in the shacks where Deng Zhaoshan mentioned the old Kongfu before.

"Who is it?" The door of the shack was closed, and the voice coming from inside was very small.

"It's Xing San, am I going in?" After Xing San finished speaking, someone in the room said: "Come in quickly."

Xing San waved to Zhao Jun, and the two of them entered the shack. As soon as they entered the shack, they saw the old man sitting on the kang, with one leg across the top of the kang, and his ankle was swollen.

"Oh my god!" Xing San saw this and asked Kong Fusheng, "How did you do it?"

"Don't mention it!" Kong Fusheng waved his hand and said, "Didn't it snow the day before yesterday? I was laid off yesterday and didn't pay attention. I suddenly felt weird."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "You have to support yourself." Xing San said, looking around Kong Fanfen's shack, and asked: "Can you do it here by yourself?"

"That's right!" As Kong Fanfu spoke, he looked at Zhao Jun and said, "Man, where is your home?"

"My family is from Yong'an." After Zhao Jun finished speaking, Kong Fengsheng said: "Uncle's family is from Fuqiang. I want to ask you a favor. Please go to Fuqiang to send me a message and ask my son to come and pick me up."

Not all old mountain dogs are homeless like Xing San. Many old mountain dogs have families and children, but in order to make money, they build shacks in the mountains to make a fortune.

Every now and then, their family would go to the mountains to deliver dry food, liquor, and tobacco leaves to the old mountain dogs. After all, the old man makes money for his family, and his family will definitely support him.

"Oh." Zhao Jun sighed. He couldn't say no, so he said, "Uncle, do you think this is okay? I'm going to deliver a message to you. I have to run there, so why don't I

I can send you home directly."

"Ah?" Kong Fanfu was stunned, and then Zhao Jun continued: "Uncle, if that's okay, you can put your things away now. I'll come down from above in the afternoon and I'll pick you up here."

This place is not far from the third construction section. Over the hill is the place where Zhao Jun gave the forest rangers a lecture the day before yesterday.

"You come back from the top and pick me up again?" Kong Fanrong frowned and asked, "Man, after you pick me up, how are we going to go?"

"I'm riding a motorcycle." Zhao Jun raised his hand and gestured outside the house, saying: "On the contrary, it's Feng Cai's panic. Uncle, you can wear whatever clothes you have. If it's not convenient for your feet to wear shoes, you can find cloth or something like that."

Wrap it up, and wrap it in a few more layers when you’re done.”

"Do you have a motorcycle?" Kong Fanrong looked at Zhao Jun in surprise. Xing San said to him from the side: "I haven't introduced it to you yet. This is Zhao Jun. Haven't you heard of it?"

"Ouch, fuck me!" Kong Fanrong was shocked when he heard this: "General lying in wait for the tiger."

"Haha..." Zhao Jun smiled and said, "Uncle, just call me by my name. I'm not a general who is lying on the ground."

"Come here, Zhao Jun!" Kong Fanrong raised his hand to greet Zhao Jun and said, "I'll tell you something good."
Chapter completed!